It's Nice to Be Here

As I sit here eating Kroger-brand Lucky Charms out of a plastic Georgia Tech cup, listening to HBF's Hold My Hand, and drinking my last Diet Coke for 40 days, I'm reminded of Hannibal's quote from the The A-Team, "I love it when a plan comes together." Who's plan? God's plan.

When I was in high school, I swore that when someone finally invented a time machine that I'd travel back and relive a date I had just so I wouldn't say something stupid. As I sit here today, over 10 years later, having said many dumb things on many dates since and having failed many more times at things in life, I wouldn't trade my current point in time for anything. I have no doubts that I'm where God wants and needs me to be. All the success and failure I've experienced in my short (some may call it long) life have led me here, and it's a nice seat to be in.

My previously-mentioned Georgia Tech cup is one of three that I saved from my brief attendance there. Some may call that a failure, and I can too when I get to feeling down about things, but I like to think of it as one of many stepping stones to where I had to go. I remember one night specifically from the Summer 1997 quarter. I'm playing some Nintendo 64 game with my roommate, DuQuay (I wonder what he's doing these days), when I should have been studying chemistry and/or calculus, and some knucklehead comes knocking on the door doing a survey. The only question on the survey is, "Do you believe in God?" I think DuQuay's answer was, "Of course!" Mine, I'm sad to say, was "nope."

I often think about that night and wonder what it was that God saw in me then to bring me where I am today. Whatever it was, I'm glad He did. I do a good bit of volunteer work w/ The Church at Greenbrier, have a great core group of friends, am a home owner, and recently had a long standing prayer answered with an amazing girlfriend. No one will ever convince me that there isn't a God and that He has a plan for everyone. One just needs to have patience and be ready to receive it.